3 Weeks, 5 Days left with this body in my body.

It’s not that I really consider the estimated due date an exact science or even remotely infallible. I just want my body back. This is all that I have in my mind to consider his arrival date. This is the gift I have been given since week 12 of my pregnancy. It’s all I have Continue reading 3 Weeks, 5 Days left with this body in my body.

Stripping away my identity, one day at a time

That’s what the past 6 months have felt like. My identity will replaced to the slavery of child rearing. My life will soon no longer revolve around me, only my own whims and desires. Soon, a brand new child will come into the world.  As a self-proclaimed wild-card, this is a bit much to accept. Continue reading Stripping away my identity, one day at a time

A son, shining in the hot summer sky

My son. It’s a nice finishing touch of a thought I’ve had since I found out. What else is there to discover? I have just about 4 months to go before I meet my son. What a nervous feeling this is. I wonder if you’ll identify with that, assigned gender, and I wonder if you’ll Continue reading A son, shining in the hot summer sky

but the pain kept me home

I was go display at the Indigo arts festival, but pain kept me home. I used it as an excuse to paint for weeks before the event. “I’ve gotta paint today” I lament to my Fiance, ‘please berate me if I don’t paint”. He asked me a month after the event, when was that again? Continue reading but the pain kept me home

I suppose.. ( about my digital footprint)

 I suppose when you get to a certain age, you start realizing you’ve been putting efforts into the wrong things. For whatever reason, this week I read through all of my previous posts. The digital footprints I’ve littered across the internet. I’m too conscious to ever litter in the real world. This kind of litter, Continue reading I suppose.. ( about my digital footprint)